Chapter 932: I like your rust smell (44)
Opening his mouth again, what he uttered was no longer the single syllable, but human words.
"She just said that, you also heard the gurgling, then I won't convey the gurgling"
As the Fat Owl said, he spread his wings triumphantly and fluttered a few times, "You tell me my business, I have done it, so hurry up and give me what I want!"
"You should also change your impatientness."
Clarence shook his head helplessly and smiled while reaching for his pocket.
After a while, he drew out a pure white feather and handed it to the fat owl.
"This white feather can guide you to find'her' in three days."
"Great!"
The fat owl immediately pecked its feathers with his eyes bright, and carefully hid it in his thick down.
"Then I will go first, Clarence."
After it said, it spread its wings and flew up into the sky.
Hovering for a while, but as if thinking of something, he swooped down slightly and hovered in front of the man.
Eyes crooked, and he smiled and reminded him, "By the way, I heard that recently, the archbishop of Narros Cathedral went to York Hill and came back... and it seems that many priests have been summoned. Searching for the trail of the Duke of York."
"So, you have to be careful lately, don't be caught and roasted to eat"
After the Fat Bird finished talking like a joke, he twisted and spread his wings away.
Clarenceton took a moment, couldn't help but sneered, and slowly stood up.
"Describe me like your birds."
He shook his head and spit out casually.
In the next second, his eyes darkened inexplicably.
Speaking of which, the scene back then is no different from what the fat bird said.
However, this kind of humiliation, he will not, and will not allow it to happen again.
After thinking about it, the man gently raised his delicate eyes, tilted his head slightly, and glanced at the golden dome of the cathedral in the distance.
The corners of the delicate red lips suddenly formed a meaningful arc.
It's time too.
...
the other side.
Xiang Xing braided her long curly hair into two hemp braids, put on a set of ordinary maid dresses that she had prepared early for emergencies, and found a black cloth to cover her face.
After everything was ready, he tiptoedly pushed open the door, tiptoe, and walked secretly towards the basement.
It was late at night, and the masters and servants in the public castle had already fallen asleep peacefully.
Relying on the familiarity of this home, the little guy, even though he walked in the dark, smoothly came to the basement and came to the cell where Jeff was closed.
Although the whole cell sounded silent, she didn't rush to open the door, but cautiously opened the GPS map first, and asked Duck to check Jeff's physiological data at this time.
Sure enough, Jeff had already regained consciousness.
At that time, I didn't know whether it was because he was struggling to be exhausted, or was hungry and sleepy, and was leaning on the haystack, motionless.
But the consciousness is sober.
It is even possible that he has heard her steps when she comes down, causing his tension to remain at a high level.
Upon seeing this, Xiang Xing turned around the apricot pupils, and simply called to Ya Ya: [Duck, use the hypnotic function. ]
[Received]
Duck turned on the hypnosis function happily.
But for a moment, there was a low snoring sound inside.
The little guy opened the iron door with confidence, and walked in tiptoe.